Wonderful Poetry Machine

Under the underling of the FUSE:

Design the hazel mistake! 

O please do not dream thusly,

   The hero has no blinking.

   I defined hero’s MONGREL

Were as orange as thy kitten, til roughly it charged

TO DELICIOUSLY-STENCHED SCOOTER;

  Could but irritate their beacons;

  That’s patiently INVITED in eternities:

   And the hot curiosity of the sky.

   And the biological SOUL of the hook.

O please do not complain thusly,

Irritate a harmless.

As I turned a blazing summer,

Sledgehammers are astonishing, sledgehammers are biological.

O my eternities build the curiosity

And down by the crying LUMP

  Which but few PILLARS from these prisoners

O please do not destruct thusly,

And down by the pondering rock

Challenge the beautiful helm! 

On either summer the underling destroys ambiguously;

Are as a fat brilliance

That knows the destructor and remembers the spice;

  Till all the sugars shrivel skinny:

Or that the tangents, the beacons of old

And shrivelled; Did it not so salivate?

Have from the triggers forgot the creative trigger’s hate.

Because I was tasty upon the hedgehog,

Till all the sugars dream runty:

FOLLOW RABBITS RUEFULLY — UNTIL THE BACON CRIES OUT:

Could theorize the hedgehogs of my hedgehog?

And all should go, point! Point!

Songs are hazel, tractors are hazel.

Perpetuate the delightful.

   And the MOIST candor of the tangent.

On either ADVENTURE the mongrel sees tortuously;

  They remain as they were, rough and breathtaking.

   “You cannot wrangle bacon.”

Round a trigger there AMBIGUOUSLY,

   I remembered mess’s prong

But all the hermits in the hermit, most hard in the wreck,

  And pondered; Did it not so ponder?

  That’s scantily knitted in incompetences:

As digital art thou, by thy brainy tangents

Not all subordinates from the subordinate

As I discovered a informational summer,

On either force the river examines snootily;

  So PINK in BRILLIANCE am I:

O PLEASE DO NOT WHISPER THUSLY,

The heavens of vow challenges a pink vow.

I’ll break you till the hook

  Which but few roads from these roads

O WORMY asteroid,

O fat tower,

  Upon harmless tantrums; remembered, suspiciously.

As I theorized the humanoid idiom,

   Were destructors of sane destructors.

O shrunken organ,

Were as calculating as thy bypass, til carefully it glittered

   Like the books and the book.

Bathrooms are peculiar, bathrooms are TASTY.

  That’s RUEFULLY IRRITATED in the desires!

In order that ORANGE wrecks and BLAZING wrecks

  Delicious strangers of stranger and of rock

O please do not go thusly,

  That’s NATURALLY held in INCOMPETENCES:

And I will stomp thee pointedly, my trout

The “prince of HEAVEN”,

The SKINNY fuse is like FAITH in charity,

Like a moon or a moon.

Or that the nuts, the nuts of old

And through the unicorn the restaurant cries by

That’s deservedly liked in corruptions:

And through the HEDGEHOG the destructor theorizes by

The candors of hand stomps a shrunken flame.

Could but design their dumps;

For in my women I perpetuate

I’ll ignore you till the juggler

Till all the liquors shrink mirrored: